Steps Connect

I'm Sincere

They were both sitting on the front porch. Still locked each other's mouths shut. Where will it start?

Anara's face still looks very withered, her circumference is also darker. Similar flowers are negligently watered almost a week during the dry season. Dried kerontang.

It had been two days since Caroline's arrival that brought the most painful bad news, Anara often spent time in the room. Hartik more active visit him just remind bathing and eating.

Life goes on no matter how much destiny throws, no matter how bitter reality is.

And now, Candra is really fulfilling her promise. Go and ask him to talk. Although it has been almost an hour both are equally loyal to the silence of the word.

"Ehm," Anara used to break the silence.

His heart was impatient too. Want to hear directly from Candra about all the. Although, in his small heart ... began to be unsure of the man in front of him who was now sitting glaring.

"You didn't come here to be silent, did you?" Anara asked, her voice shaking even to her own ears.

Absorb it himself now.

Candra turned her head, staring at the round pupils of Anara who was also staring at her.

"An," said Candra cut off. There was only the sound of long breaths.

A breath of regret, which further clarifies the situation. However, Anara did not want to prematurely draw conclusions. His determination was already unanimous, wanting to hear for himself the speech of Candra, as painful as it was.

"SORRY."

Pardon you? You mean for betraying? Or because my body catapulted and then suddenly hit me slipping into the bowels of the earth?

Sick Candra, desperately you-I'm building each other trust AGAIN. But, all pseudo and fake.

"I'll take responsibility."

As much as the rest of his energy and stubborn pretenses Anara tried to behave. Biting his own lips to fight himself. So as not to get weaker drooping in Candra's honesty sentences afterwards.

What should I do Candra? Crying out? My tears are almost dry.

"When did you do it?" Anara's voice again shook.

"I didn't know exactly when, An. I forget. What was clear was that I met him at the nightclub" Candra repeatedly scooped her face.

"We talked, at length. I did have a drink that night, An. The night you asked to break up," continued Candra with a serious face this time.

"I still remember him carrying me out of the club and taking me to my room, but after that I don't remember anything. Morning ... My condition is already fucked."

"DISGIVE CANDRA!"

"Oh, apparently the hair tie belonged to Caroline, huh? Not Rati? LIED YOU?"

"Every brown flower you send to Hartik, as this apology?"

"I never thought, Candra."

"If Caroline keeps quiet, I'll be going to Candra. Don't know anything."

"In silence, you suddenly maxed out fiancee. Apparently because he wanted to run away from her apparently."

"An, I was wrong" said Candra with a face full of pleadings.

"Without you saying it, you are wrong. Moreover, you are not honest, until we finally FIANCEe Candra. Where's your mind?"

Anara is losing control. He really did not expect Candra to be so willing to give him hope. His parents, his family, even the Candra family themselves were even lied to. It's really common sense Anara didn't get there.

"An, listen to me first!" Said Candra trying to grab Anara's wrist. However, it quickly shook off that hand.

"You should have heard me! YOUR RESPONSIBILITY!"

"An, we're engaged. Pleaseee! I ain't in love."

"you mean? You don't want responsibility?" Anara asked more cluelessly with Candra's way of thinking.

"Pleasee, An! I love her just as much as you, not her Anara."

Anara really smiled bitterly this time. The man in front of him who had been adored for so many years was nothing more than a loser bastard. Disgusting and embarrassing.

"You think I want to hook up with a guy who impregnates another woman? THINK OF YOUR DONG!"

"BUT I DON'T LOVE HER, AN!" Screeched Candra with a high tone.

"Wittingfully or unknowingly, Caroline reaped the seeds you planted!"

"You don't love me? You're telling me to take responsibility for him? It's as if you're fine with all this, An?"

"The pine? Fine you said?" Anara asked with a bitter laugh.

"WHERE ARE YOUR BRAINS LEFT?"

"I was so disappointed that I couldn't cry Candra. Too sakiiit," Anara said with glazed eyes, her eyes blurry as they were covered in tears.

"If after the break up you do not bring any more convincing words of love. I'll even be grateful. But in fact, you are too good at sweet words," said Anara with shoulders and chest up and down. Her tears had already passed through her cheeks.

"Now, I have to think about how to talk to my family. How do you explain to them this is you. You lightly say fine?"

"You shouldn't have come again, Candra! No need to stretch your hands as if promising happiness."

"Truly cruel you. BE CAREFUL!"

"You're even more of a jerk than any man, CANDRA!"

For the sake of seeing the chaotic Anara, Candra was only able to remain silent, condemning her mistakes, her stupidity, and her insanity.

He can only silence for a while.

"AMAN!"

Candra who just silently listened to Anara's words now her face looks clouded instantly.

"I must be responsible. I'll charge it all until the child is born, until the child grows up like any other child. But An."

"But please! Don't ask me to marry her!"

"I just want you," said Candra, looking disappointed in her hair. However, his eyes shone hope as well as a plea to Anara.

Sontak made Anara's eyes that were still wet widened perfectly.

"BASTARD YOU!"

"In addition to the box. You also have no heart. Won't want me to have a husband like you, CANDRA!" Anara was about to pass.

However, Candra's hands were more sprightly. Pulling Anara in the clutch. It made Anara's blood boil, but her heart softened. However, the taste can not disappear in just one blink of an eye.

If you weren't Ndra! Everything will remain beautiful.

"An, I'm sorry!"

"I don't want us to end, I love you" continued Candra.

Anara stretched their link. Staring at Candra from the closest distance before reality again erodes the hope of living memories.

I'm Candra too. But, too often I give it a chance. And you disappoint. Not just me, but my family, your family.

With the breath that is still trying to be neutralized, a heartbeat that is still unreasonable, also a reality that cannot be ignored.

Slowly Anara took off their engagement ring. The ring that was pinned by Mama Ira the other day.

"I'm not the one," he said, pointing at Candra's palm, putting the little thing down, and cupping the palm back.

"An, what the hell are you?" Ask Candra with an unacceptable look.

"Come and take responsibility for what you did! I'm sincere," he said with his lips pursed perfectly afterwards.

Anara turned around and passed, no longer paying attention to Candra's cry. The steps are long, blurry, and unguided. Only Hartik's room is the destination.

His tears have been creek considering his expected decision has been in accordance portions, places, and doses. His heart hopes that he CAN, that's enough.

We must be happy in our own way, Ndra! Lied that I wasn't hurt, but .. I wasn't given a choice.

Because I love, so much love. I don't want you to be an irresponsible jerk.

"Pik. I don't want to see anyone" he said, gasping when Hartik's bedroom door was opened.

The woman with the dangling hijab hugged her who was sobbing in her pill cry.

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